Our Landlord began decorating a few days ago. Here are the stairs up to his suite with nutcrackers from all over the world on each side of his stairs. The grandchildren get to open the box and decide who belongs on which step. It is always fun to open the decorations box and visit old friends every December. Each nutcracker is unique and collected on trips. What a delightful memory this will be for his children and grandchildren. Every family builds its own traditions.
We got a call asking if the Arts Society could use our truck for the Santa parade tonight. I call my truck Henry. He looks a little embarrassed to me. Imagine having to have bows on your feet and a teddy bear on your bum. It tried to snow this morning but didn't stick. The parade is after dark with lots of blaring music. I did not go as I am on crutches. After the parade is shopping madness until midnight. I won't be going to that either.The Landlord hung wreaths on the entrance door, his office and our living room door. Things are starting to feel a lot like Christmas.